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This life have a ***** hustling man |
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*****s need to slow it down yo |
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Sit back just chill just relax |
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Speeding down the roads of life |
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Yo check it |
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[Verse 1 - Phonte] |
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Another day to face, I'm share cropping in the paper chase |
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Take a deep breath and clear my database |
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It's afternoon I'm talking *****t to my alarm clock |
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Cause I gotta face this world of capitalistic onslaught |
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Don't stop when I jump in the whip, tryin to get it off |
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Beltline got me ru*****n like Barichnakof |
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Pu*****n 80 miles per hour to this, call center |
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Tryin to pick up a check I only see twenty percent a |
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Until the weekend, it sound crazy when I'm sayin it |
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But sleep is nice, got me forgettin what day it is |
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Until my son two days with out speakin, looking for |
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Reasons to keep my heir from goin off the deep end |
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I take this *****t personally, I'm makin moves |
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But this treadmill lifestyle ain't workin for me |
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It's from ya crib to ya lab to ya job to make a profit |
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And at the days end you still got nothing accomplished |
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And it's just the way it's goin down, but on the real |
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I think I need to slow it down and slow it down |
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[Chorus] |
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This joint is goin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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This really movin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me and you |
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[Verse 2 - Big Pooh & Phonte] |
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[Big Pooh] |
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I try to slow it down like Brand Nubian |
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But hypnotic tunes like this always do me in |
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Got a ***** about to go and burn the road again |
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From first gear to fifth gear out of control again |
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[Phonte] |
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And that's the way we rolling in, needed to chill |
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And take a rest stop cause my job got me slaving like |
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I'm Dred Scott, take a break nah ***** you betta not |
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Cause that's when the respect stops energy drain |
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I need a blast like Hi-Tek got so I can grab |
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The mic and make you're heads bop with the microphone check |
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One two it don't stop, out of town on a quick |
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Escape hoping to have a chance to slow it up and hit the breaks |
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And slow it down |
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[Chorus] |
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This joint is goin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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This really movin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me and you |
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[Verse 3 - Big Pooh & Phonte] |
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[Big Pooh] |
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I let me life *****ne in between these papers lines |
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I write rhymes to incite minds |
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Spending time on this pipeline, eighty-five |
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North it's like mine, going eighty five to light minds |
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Going ninety five to take time |
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Spending days in the rays of the sun*****ne |
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Many days those same rays went undefined |
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Now forty east is where I go to have my best times |
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Three lanes going sixty to perfect rhymes |
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Tre dose and master craft catch punch lines |
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We turning early morning late night times |
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Amtrack Monday morning to come back rides |
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Catch a couch on the weekend, a place I rarely did sleep in |
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Tay (Phonte) car speaker knobs is tweakin |
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Cause the way we be rockin it when joints is finished |
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At the speed we be moving we could never be diminished |
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[Phonte] |
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With my energy replenished write a rhyme with puns and |
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All my similes intended speed out until I finish |
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Keep it on now |
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We keep it, and keep it, and keep it on now |
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And keep it, and keep it, we keep it on now |
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We run it, we do it, we keep it on now |
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We do it, we did it, we keep it on now |
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We don't stop |
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[Chorus x2] |
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This joint is goin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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This really movin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me and you |
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This joint is goin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me |
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This really movin too fast for me |
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Just too fast for me and you |
